By Murray Pint Somewhere in between winter and spring of 2018, I was snooping around for a new job. My past was filled with low-brow, laughable, but wholly necessary jobs: hot dog cart guy for Stanley Steamers SF; bike delivery guy for Pita Pit and Pot Belly’s in the freezing
Some call it the Salesforce Tower, some call the Eye of Sauron, some call it Benioff’s Butt Plug, but the building’s owner and landlord is actually Boston Properties. And that’s who was answering frantic calls on the morning of 9/11, when San Franciscans began to notice that the Salesforce building,
Fire Chief Dennis T. Sullivan’s cautionary words proved prophetic, as the city was thrown into a disaster which destroyed over 80% of the city and killed about 3,000 people–including Sullivan.
Hello dear readers in broke-itude! Well, it’s been a busy week here at BAS and even more so for our esteemed Editor-In-Cheap, as he sallies forth on the campaign trail. Stuart’s article in last Wednesday’s Examiner, in particular, elicited an overwhelming response in regards to our city’s lack of urgency